He was focused on his task at hand
Backstage at a muscle model show
He had trained hard for months
Only moments now until he stood
On that stage in front of all to show
All of a sudden all the noise around him
All the smells and people in the room
Vanished no smell no sight no sound
Of his current place or task at hand
There she stood…. What a Beautiful sight
All he could see was her
He...
A humble man, of Medicine
Travelled Far and Wide
Meeting People From All The Lands
Learning Their Medicines in His Stride
Overseas and Mountains High
All The Places in Between
Gathering All The Knowledge He Could
From Every Place That He Had Been
Some Call Him A Wanderer
For They Not Know His Plan
A Wandering Wonderer
The Travelling Medicine Man
~Fortis...
A Man Can Give His All
Yet, He’s A Monster, They Will Say
A Man Can Fight For All
Yet, A Monster He Remains
A Man Can Lift Others Up
Do All He Can To Help
Yet, A Monster is, What He is Called
When Will This Man, Believe it For Himself
So I Ask, You All This Question
As it Seems, You All Concur
Please Do Tell, No Exemption
When Does A Man Become… A Monster?
~Fortis...
